A god-level alchemist, starting by manually crafting forbidden pills.

Luo Fan left the Hundred Herbs Pavilion and soared into the sky on his sword.

The flying sword transformed into a streak of light, carrying him rapidly toward the direction of Burial Immortal Valley.

The wind howled, making his robes flutter, and the images of his departure kept flashing through his mind.

Yunxi stood outside the palace gate, watching him leave with a gentle gaze.

There was reluctance and worry in his eyes.

It was more of a silent promise that she would be there waiting for him to return.

Liu Linglong leaned against the edge of the Medicine Peak cliff, secretly giving him a sly smile as he waved.

Bai Jie stood in front of the deacon's hall, saying nothing, just quietly watching him.

But the worry in his eyes was heavier than any words.

Then there were Xiong Chumo and Lu Qingdai; he saw every farewell glance.

And Zhao Yutang.

The young apprentice he had just taken on had tears in his eyes as he watched him leave.

She bit her lip, desperately trying to hold back her tears.

Luo Fan touched his chest.

There was a pill there, which Yunxi had secretly slipped into his arms before she left.

Protector of the Spirit Pill.

This is the only Heavenly Grade Elixir passed down from the Patriarch of Medicine Peak.

Taking this pill can ensure that one's spirit and soul will never perish.

The handwriting on it was clearly left by Liu Linglong.

"You little rascal, come back alive, or I'll chase you all the way to the underworld to settle the score with you."

Looking at the crooked handwriting, Luo Fan couldn't help but smile wryly.

That demoness was so afraid that he would meet with misfortune and not even have a chance to enter the cycle of reincarnation.

He carefully put away the pills, but he made sure to tuck the note into his pocket.

A hundred miles away.

A figure in light blue, concealing its presence, followed Luo Fan from a distance.

The woman's face was veiled in white gauze, revealing only a pair of cool, clear eyes.

She remembered the firmness with which he said "It's worth it."

I recall his calm yet resolute expression when facing life and death.

This was the greatest emotion her usually calm and collected heart had ever felt.

Like a drop of mountain spring water falling onto a calm lake, creating ripples.

He was also the biggest fool she had ever met.

The greatest survival principle in the cultivation world is knowing how to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune.

He clearly understands this.

You could have chosen not to go.

He could have continued to be the pride of his Peach Blossom Temple, enjoying the admiration and love of everyone.

But he insisted on going.

Simply because he is not Mingming.

He is Luo Fan.

The woman sighed and continued to follow.

Luo Fan traveled along the way, stopping frequently.

When he passed through several markets, he deliberately descended from the clouds to go inside and gather information.

"Have you heard? A lot of people are heading towards Burial Valley lately!"

"That's right! It's said that a rare treasure has been discovered!"

"A rare treasure? I heard it's about searching for some kind of elixir?"

"Who cares? With our cultivation levels, going there would just be suicide. Let's just watch the show."

Luo Fan listened to these discussions, his heart sinking slightly.

It turns out that they weren't the only ones who knew about the Rejuvenating Herb.

It seems this trip to Burial Valley will not be peaceful, but no matter what, he must save that girl.

Three days later.

Luo Fan landed on a desolate mountain peak and gazed ahead.

That place is the Valley of Burial Immortals.

Everywhere you look, there is a perpetual gray fog.

Eerie roars occasionally echoed from within the mist, sending chills down one's spine.

Luo Fan looked up and saw a bird trying to fly over the Valley of Burial Immortals.

As soon as the bird approached the mist, it let out a mournful cry.

Then, it plummeted straight down and disappeared into the mist, never to be seen again.

Luo Fan's pupils contracted slightly.

Is this fog poisonous?

Or is there another hidden meaning?

He composed himself and prepared to enter, but just as he approached the edge of the mist, his legs suddenly gave way!

It's quicksand!

Luo Fan reacted extremely quickly, immediately taking to the air.

Then countless root-like tentacles emerged from the quicksand and swirled toward him!

Those tentacles were completely black, covered with fine barbs, and had a foul, fishy smell.

Luo Fan slashed out with his finger, severing several tentacles instantly.

The foul-smelling liquid flowing from the fracture has corroded the rocks on the ground, creating numerous pits!

Luo Fan's expression changed slightly, and he quickly retreated.

Those tentacles seemed to be sentient, and they chased after him and coiled around him for a while.

Seeing that they couldn't catch up, they retreated back into the quicksand.

Luo Fan landed in a safe area and looked at the quicksand, his vigilance growing even stronger.

He observed carefully for a moment and found that the outer perimeter of Burial Immortal Valley was covered with various natural traps and restrictions.

Quicksand, poisonous miasma, man-eating vines, and the monsters hiding within them.

The slightest mistake could cost you your life.

Although he has a special constitution and is not afraid of any toxins, he still dares not be careless.

He took out a few antidote pills and swallowed them, which activated the protective aura around his body.

Only then did they cautiously explore forward.

"No wonder it is said that even Nascent Soul cultivators risk death when they step into this area; this is only the outer perimeter."

Luo Fan thought to himself, "Who knows what kind of risks await me if I go deeper into it?"

However, he will not back down.

Luo Fan had not gone far when he suddenly sensed a fluctuation of spiritual energy ahead.

He immediately concealed himself and quietly approached.

Through the mist, several figures could be vaguely seen fighting a group of demonic beasts.

They were three cultivators dressed in matching attire, two men and one woman.

The leader was a middle-aged man at the third level of the Golden Core stage. He was ruthless and each sword strike was aimed directly at vital points.

The woman had a cold and beautiful appearance. She was at the first level of the Golden Core stage, and her swordsmanship was light and graceful, specializing in attacking the weaknesses of demonic beasts.

The other person was a lean young man at the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage, who seemed to be skilled in hidden weapons.

He stood at a distance and occasionally flung out a handful of flying needles, targeting the eyes of the monsters.

Their clothing was embroidered with a logo that Luo Fan did not recognize.

It was a black roc with outstretched wings, clearly from some force he didn't know.

The three worked together very well and quickly wiped out the group of demonic beasts.

The lean young man was about to step forward to pick up the monster's inner core.

The middle-aged man's eyes sharpened as he looked in the direction where the man was hiding.

"Who's there? Come out!"

Luo Fan did not appear; instead, he retreated.

He wasn't afraid of trouble; he just didn't want any unexpected complications before entering the Burial Immortal Valley.

But the middle-aged man snorted coldly and raised his hand to unleash a sword light!

Luo Fan dodged aside.

The sword light struck the boulder where he was hiding, splitting the ten-foot-tall boulder in two!

Boom!

Gravel flew everywhere.

"Trying to leave?"

The middle-aged man sneered and quickly led the two men closer.

"Since we've run into each other, hand over your treasures!"

Although he couldn't discern Luo Fan's specific cultivation level.

But the fact that he could come here means he couldn't possibly be at the first level of Qi Refining.

These days, who doesn't know how to hide their talents?

Luo Fan knew he couldn't leave quietly.

He simply revealed himself, standing on a rock, calmly watching the three people.

"I was just passing by and didn't want to cause trouble."

"Just passing by?"

The lean young man scoffed, "Who comes to Burial Immortal Valley without seeking treasures?"

He looked Luo Fan up and down, his eyes filled with greed.

"Enough with the nonsense! Hand over the storage bag, and I'll spare your life!"

Luo Fan was too lazy to say anything more.

He gripped the God-Slaying Sword directly, and crimson flames erupted from its blade!

The intense heat suddenly spread outwards!

"Earth-rank Spirit Weapon!"

The three men's eyes froze for a moment, then flashed with an even more greedy light.

"How dare these mere ants come to Burial Immortal Valley to die?"

The middle-aged man waved his hand, "Kill him!"

He wanted to test Luo Fan's abilities.

If this kid is just an incompetent fool who holds a great treasure, then take his life and grind his bones to dust.

The lean young man made the first move!

He raised both hands in quick succession, and countless hidden weapons were thrown at Luo Fan!

There were flying needles, throwing knives, and caltrops, each of which was coated with deadly poison!

Luo Fan remained motionless and activated his defense.

The hidden weapons struck him, making crisp clanging sounds, and were all deflected.

The lean young man's eyes widened. "What kind of body-refining technique is this?!"

His prized hidden weapon couldn't even scratch the opponent's skin?!

puff!

Luo Fan gave him no time to react, leaving only an afterimage in his wake before slicing open the man's neck.

A thin line of blood splattered from the young man's neck, and he lay on the ground, silent ever since.

"In the next life, don't let anyone use you as a pawn again."

At this moment, Luo Fan looked at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man's expression changed, and without further hesitation, he took action himself!

The sword light aimed straight for Luo Fan's throat!

He used all his strength in that sword strike!

Luo Fan raised his hand.

A simple sword strike, without any fancy moves, just pure sword light colliding with sword light!

boom!

The middle-aged man was jolted several steps by the aftershock of the explosion, and the web of his hand holding the sword almost split open.

He was horrified.

He was at the third level of the Golden Core stage, and his full-force attack was actually forced back by the opponent's sword?!

What level of cultivation does this young man possess?!

Luo Fan did not pursue, but stood with his sword in hand, his gaze calm as still water.

"Just who are you, sir?"

The man asked.

Luo Fan did not answer.

The woman tugged at the middle-aged man's sleeve and whispered.

"Senior brother, this person is not to be trifled with. Let's go."

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and quickly left with the woman.

They didn't even care about the young man's corpse.

Luo Fan sheathed the God-Slaying Sword, reached out from a distance, and took the storage bag from the young man's body.

Continue deeper into the Valley of Burial Immortals.